Walked in the Bear's at a quarter to eight,
Dumped the bint in the corner, let it talk to its mates
Got myself a pint and a packet of tabs
Time to get pissed and have a laugh with the lads
I'm trying to pull crack when the bint wanders up
'Give over woman, I'm trying to sup!'
She's cramping my style, I decide to warn her:
'Fuck off slag, get back in your corner.'
Bitter, fit crack down the old Bear's Head,
The wife's shit in bed, I want another one instead
She wants me to fuck her and she spreads like butter
Bit of fit crack down the old Bear's Head

I'm chatting up this bird, and I'm telling her jokes
I look at the bint, and she's talking to a bloke!
He was a poof, drinking lager and lime, I shout:
'Knob off, fuckstain, this one's mine!'

Bitter, fit crack down the old Bear's Head,
The wife's shit in bed, I want another one instead
She wants me to fuck her and she spreads like butter
Got to find another hole to dip my bread,
There's a bitter fit crack down the old Bear's Head


Lyrics submitted by sepultura1987

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